Forced To Marry The Devil In A Suit

17. Give It Up

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No Devotion By Tender

~~ Alessandro's P.O.V ~~

"Yuri, Mikhail, and Levi. You three will be coming back to the Moretti house." The three men give Katerina a swift nod before coming to stand behind her. She's been like this since we arrived an hour ago. She's placed the men in groups of three, making sure to keep them busy. "Ma'am." Yuri speaks, catching my attention."What can I do for you?" Her voice is calm but stern.. My wife has turned back into the women from the night she met Victoria.. "There's a new shipment hitting the coffee house in thirty. We have Amelia and Pria guarding the dock. Will you be conducting the meeting?" Her eyes glimmer with mischief for a moment before giving him a nod to confirm. "You didn't discuss any shipments with me." If she thinks she's conducting buisness alone then she's well fucked out of her mind. "Because it's yours, but you have the other shipment on the west side coming in, so I'm taking this one." she's out of her fucking mind. "I'll be taking my husband around the estate, so keep the men in order and the gates sealed." 

My wife has her hand in mine guiding me up the stairs behind her and like a fucking schmuck im hard as a fucking rock from the sight. Her perfect legs making their way up each step giving me a small glimpse of her sexy red laced panties. "You're not allowed to walk in front of any of the men when you walk up the stairs." the sound of her soft giggle fills the space around us "enjoying the show?" without missing a beat I swat her behind leaving a nice red mark across her ass "I could get use to that." she breathes, coming to a halt outside of her bedroom door. "You'll be the first guy in my room in a while." she's going to pay for that one. She halts at her door getting lost in thought before gently pushing the door open. With a small squeak the wooden door opens revealing an elegant bedroom made for a grown woman. "Here's my bedroom, it's nothing like the one I have at home but it's what I grew into." Home, she's finally seeing it as her home. My eyes scan the bedroom taking in every photo and trophy surrounding her shelves. 

A book shelf covers an entire wall and it's completely stocked and organized by genera. Her bed has a white canopy top connected to the black bed posts leading to a pillow covered bed that looks like it's a pain to make every day. "You're awfully quiet." she whispers, coming to stand next to me. The idea of a normal life seems so taboo to someone like me, so all this shit is starting to piss me off. "Your family was close?" her eyes soften for a moment with a light sigh following "We were." my stomach twists with an unknown feeling when her tears begin to fall down her cheeks. " Would you still love your family if you knew they hid things from you?" If she knew that truth about her parents would she still mourn them? I killed my own father and I could give two left shits.. as for my mother, it's hard to call her a mother when she could never protect me like one. If she knew her parents murdered thousands to give her the nice life she had would she still mourn her old life outside of the estate? "I know they did things; sometimes when I was little I would find or hear things I shouldn't but if it was something they didn't think I needed to know then maybe it's best I didn't." 

"You are now the queen of the Bratava and the Italian's yet you don't even know the truth about what you're ruling over. Your parents were murderers who killed people for money. Your father was the best of the best when it came to the Russians, he ruled your Bratava for years, sending men to murder for him during the day so he could spend time with his precious child. Your mother was a con artists, knew how to talk her way out of damn near anything but in the event she couldn't sweet talk her way out she knew her way around a gun." her gaze flicks to mine with anger emanating through her body. "Shut up! You know nothing about my parents!" her voice cracks into a raspy form of anger but that's not enough for me. She needs to know and accept that her family isn't who she thought they were. "Your parents killed to give you your nice little life but in the end they were murdered in cold blood by your own Uncle. Your uncle Alexei called a hit out on your parents because he started the war in the first fucking place, Your family isn't who they ever said they were Katerina! Open your fucking eyes and stop crying over the dead!"